haredawg drools

When the going gets weird; the weird turn pro

Hunter S Thompson

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Given 20/20 foresight and 20/20 hindsight I’m pretty fucking A-Okay with how my brain works. Sure, I’d like to try a fancier model with a dashboard like a leer jet or a Maserati, but those things...


July 13, 2019

1976 in Normal entries

I’m sure I’ve told this story before, probably over qualified and without the sound effects. The song should be embedded, and whether you like it or not crank it to kind of get the idea of what ...


When I was collecting pipes, the only reason serious American pipe collectors would get a meerschaum was to coax a patina over the years. That, or, liking meerschaum, which meant getting serious ...


It’s a weird fucking time to be awake; summer of 2019, not whatever glowing hour of late June it is. I’d say I haven’t been writing because what’s the use, those that find our bones won’t catch t...


June 14, 2019

Seriously in Normal entries

So, I’m out in the world and I sez to the world I sez “Hey, lets get some Popeyes” and the world is just happy I didn’t quote my brother with a “Fuck it, get a bucket” as oft is my wont. I tell t...


Even before coming back here to live I had written of the anarchist, of how he and another friend took me on the tour of where industry used to be and the fall of Oldsmobile. When I had first com...


This guy gets paid to write this poorly written and unedited drivel, again I ask what the literal fuck. If digital is going to replace analog there will need to be the position of digital editor....


I had good intentions towards this journal when the year began, I really did. Obviously not such good intentions that I would abandon it for the first third of the year. Light decided to make som...


I love amazon reviews, readers digest should have a joke column with Amazon reviews, always funnier than humor in uniform. It’s funny, for wristwatches Amazon is the only place I know of that has...


March 18, 2019

Time in Normal entries

I’ve always been fascinated with time, mostly in the abstract sense, that force through which we are born and die, invisible and rigid. As a child that seemed both magical and macabre. The, later...


I’m not sure how or when it happened but I’ve lost, or misplaced, my drive or inclination to write journal entries. Drive might be an overstatement of sorts but I don’t know quite how to use enli...


Dear Diary, It’s been a long time since my last confession. I have fornicated … poorly. Consumed strong drink (Chartreuse, that stuff has a kick, diary, and absinthe, it said right in the tastin...


January 02, 2019

New Year in Normal entries

Been a long time, relatively, since I’ve been here. I’d really like to say I’ve been doing important shit, but no. I’d love to say the holidays interfered, but no. If I did New Years resolutions,...


November 29, 2018

Has it been that long? in Normal entries

Christ I’m becoming a Midwesterner again. Not such a bad thing, but not my intent. Example? I want to apologize for not being here for what seems like a long damn time. I wrote a few TS Eliot pos...


I saw something sad on facebook today, personally sad, not the this-motherfucking-nation-and-the-land-it-stands on will be gone before I’m dead kind of sad. I’m not the baby Jesus, I wasn’t weepi...


Based on the idea that I’m not too far from the mean hump of the bell curve, I figure it takes someone about ten minutes, soup to nuts, to pick out a greeting card for, say, your niece’s birthday...


October 13, 2018

Trouble in Normal entries

I was going to put this up on Facebook. I didn’t want to deal with the censors. Again. I also realized that whoever made the video was trying a bit hard to be … provocative. I’m not sure this is...


October, right? Christ on a moped (he’d like it here; the helmet law was repealed) much later in the year than I was hoping for. I’m on the very dark end of my fifties and time both crawls and ge...


September 30, 2018

I don't need a cure in Normal entries

Autumnal weather, overcast and smells like rain. I’m a thousand miles away. From planet earth, not from my keyboard. The song has nothing to do with nothing except my mood. This is day two or da...


Wow. I’m not doing well. Past the detoxing for trump shit and … I don’t want to bitch about health concerns, I’m going to do something about them. My precarious emotional state, that’s another m...


September 22, 2018

Good and Evil in Normal entries

Watching the day fade from my east facing window. In the morning daylight floods this room, in late September it’s most ways around the house by 4:30. I keep thinking about that damn reunion. It ...


September 22, 2018

Her blind eye was flame in Normal entries

A couple thousand years ago I was digging through the bargain bin at one of those long lost cheap vinyl/disc stores that once festooned the greater Portland metro area, and I came across the dis...


Woke this morning to the sound of thunder (no, I didn’t stop to wonder nor did I sing a song from nineteen sixty-two, and I sure as hell wasn’t working on the night moves. No more Bob Segar for y...


September 17, 2018

A squirrel on the roof in Normal entries

Maybe it’s Indian summer, maybe just regular summer; been in the high eighties here for the better part of a week. It’s a bit scary to see some leaves turn brown, reminds me of the Dutch elm dise...


September 09, 2018

Apostrophe in Normal entries

I check my spam folder, almost defeats the purpose. Yahoo can be eccentric though and sometimes decides Amazon is a troll. So, I see this mail with CBD as the title, and, you know, maybe it’s fro...